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Hopelessly In Love: A collection of Poems

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Writing poems has always been a way for me to express myself in terms of love. I was in love with an amazing person. Yet that person didn't love me back. I didn't know for sure, once we were very close, but now I just feel like talking to stranger.

So I write poems, on a piece of paper, on a document, anywhere really is fine. But It's not enough for me, so I said to myself I'm gonna post them all here for anyone to read, cause I don't wanna hide what I feel anymore. It hurts when I do. 

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